ReaderKenka Let's be realistic.

LouHomey From my favorite movies..

Brenda The plot isn't so bad, but the pace of storytelling is too slow which makes people bored. Certain moments are so obvious and unnecessary for the main plot. I would've fast-forwarded those moments if it was an online streaming. The ending looks like implying a sequel, not sure if this movie will get one

Billy Ollie Through painfully honest and emotional moments, the movie becomes irresistibly relatable

Kingkitsch Allied Artists turned out a number of films in the the 1950s, most of which were dismal, abysmal, and just plain snoozers. Only a few, such as "Attack of the 50 Foot Woman" and the bug-eyed alien classic "Invasion of the Saucer-men" were worth watching instead of making out in the back seat of your dad's Edsel in the 1950s. "The Disembodied" is a real sleeping pill of a movie, despite the sultry charms of Allison Hayes, who would go on to cult status as the titular 50 foot woman a year after this steamy nonsense was released as the bottom half of a voodoo drive-in double bill."The Disembodied" features minimal sets that appear to have been stolen from a senior prom called "Jungle Romance". Hayes tries her best to give you evil voodoo priestess realness, but ends up gyrating around in a leopardskin mini-skirt while attempting to put the gris-gris on her doctor hubby. Why she's trying to kill hubby is never explained, but she's soon diverted from this time wasting hobby by the arrival of three men who need her husband's medical prowess. Ms. Hayes puts the hex on a very young Paul Burke for sexy reasons, although she's done this to a number of other sweaty nubile natives. A girl gets bored out there in jungleland, evidently. Dreary drama ensues, making this sixty minute tedium seem much longer than it is. The male actors are upstaged by Allison's sweet moves, and the chest hair of nearly every man in the movie. For a 1950s production, the torso fur is plentiful indeed, especially from John Wengraf who plays the doctor hubby. Add a lot of sweat and you have eye candy, if you're into that sort of thing. Allison swings a dead chicken around while dancing, it looks unpleasantly real, which it probably was. The budget for this couldn't have covered a fake fowl. Anyway, she whacks it over the body of a voodoo victim for reasons all her own. There's a plot here, somewhere. Voodoo must be Allison's ticket out of the kudzu in a search for real love or sex. Who knows? Characters plod between the three or four sets and you wish someone would whack you with a dead chicken. If you can sit through this dull excuse for a thriller, you'll be picking chest hair out of your teeth by the time it's over. This trash is bad, and not in a good way. Avoid, unless you're hot for Allison. Not even her sexy appeal can save this torrid tale of voodoo love.

GL84 After stumbling upon a house in the jungle, a team of explorers finds the seemingly-innocent wife of their host has connections to a local voodoo cult and tries to get away before they become part of the tribe's ceremonies.This was a decent and enjoyable enough effort that does have some worthwhile elements about it. One of the biggest factors here is in how this goes about handling the voodoo tribe and it's impact on the story, keeping things a lot more grounded than a lot of other efforts to portray the subject. This is a much more logical take here on the religion without resorting to sensationalism or obscure tactics that have no basis on reality, as the use of the puppets and the several dance rituals manage to highlight quite well along with the numerous assassination attempts and the use of the zombiefied co-worker that are all far more representative of the type of real-world basis for the religion. Likewise, the final half for this one manages to get some rather fun times here with the slowly-dawning of the voodoo plot, the continuation of the attacks on the husband and finally all the activity in the campground give this a frantic and enjoyable final half but that's about it. There's a couple big flaws here, the most damaging matter is the fact that there's so many flip-flopping allegiances and twists that the story is hard to keep straight, as there's numerous attempts on the doctor yet he's completely aware of the culprit and continually obliges their requests for company despite fully aware of the danger. It makes no sense, as does the impact of the films rather bland pace which continually features those elements numerous times over without getting anything interesting going on the in first half which makes this one quite hard to get into. The last flaw here is the low- budget which really holds it down at times. From the obvious jungle sound-stages where the entire film takes place to the rather limited amount used to depict the ceremonial altar and other aspects of the film, it all looks quite cheap and somewhat limited despite obviously going for the big mark here. Otherwise, there's not much else to this one.Today's Rating-Unrated/PG: Mild Violence.

dbborroughs Fair jungle thriller set entirely on jungle sound stages with a native population consisting whites, blacks, Latinos and pacific islanders. The plot has something to do with the evil wife of the local doctor being a voodoo priestess and using her power to torment her husband while at the same time trying to pick up every good looking guy around. It might have been an okay film had there been any sense of realism, some decent performances or a script that at least explained why the wife was such a bitch. Mostly things just plod along at programmed rate until its appointed conclusion. Give it points for the priestess sexy dancing in dresses from Fredrick's of Hollywood, but take away more for a complete lack of caring anywhere else along the way.

jim riecken (youroldpaljim) This low rent dreary voodoo pic may be one of the dullest low budget horror/science fiction films from the fifties. The film is set in some nondescript jungle where a band of adventurers arrive at the remote jungle home of a "white doctor" and his native wife. The wife is always putting hexes on her doctor husband whom she hates, although the reason for her malice is never explained. The sets consists of a few cheap jungle sets, and the interior of the house. The native population is a strange polyglot mix of blacks, whites and what looks like Indonesians so often found in cheap jungle pictures. The only reason for watching this (other than if you are completest like me) is the presence of Allison Hayes, who looks gorgeous in a flower print sarong. THE DISEMBODIED is one of a handful of cheap Voodoo pictures made in the fifties. Most of these weren't any good, but some like ZOMBIES OF MORA TAU at least have a kind of campy, cockeyed charm that makes them appealing. THE DISEMBODIED is a film so dreary and uneventful that it is no wonder it is mostly forgotten today except by fans of the lovely Allison Hayes.